Not just clowns and candy-floss
“Candyfloss for a sweet smile” Elena cherished pink sweetness and returned a dimple-smile for yet another clown. It was fair, and she was its princess, her mother told her so. […]
Tag Archives: abuse
blowflies – a sonnet
In summer sweetness of the fountain’s song she slowly pulls the petals from a tender rose reliving basement fists that’s pounding strong when youthful poems turned to trembling prose In […]
poised with poisonous eczema – haibun for dVerse
She stares with vacant eyes, poised between the urge for syringe bliss and the cold dirge of groping hands. Where did it start, that downhill poison slope? In her pernicious […]
Same as usual – for dVerse
The pitter-patter of his fingertips echo from the kitchen table, mingling with the fried odour of last week’s food. and the week before. She rushes eagerly – sweeping breadcrumbs, round-and-round […]
Fists – triolet
He’s lacking words and has no tears and talks possession with his fists he finds the power of her fear he’s lacking words and has no tears On knees she […]
Björn Rudbergs writings 